Scaring the CRAP out of me

This weekend Trent and I had a full day of birthing classes. We had decided we didn’t have the time to have a class once-a-week, so we enrolled in the all-day Saturday class, from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. First mistake: Trying to squeeze all of that into one day is not only exhausting, but extremely frightening. Trent handled it all pretty well, especially since most of the class was directed at him. It was explaining what all the “partner” needs to do in order to keep the “mom” calm and the whole process moving along. I, on the other hand, did not handle it very well, and have now decided that I may just keep Lucy in. I mean, seriously, does she really need to experience the outside world? And as much as I hate being pregnant, I could probably just deal with it for the rest of my life…right?